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Fairytale Of New York 
Medium
by The Pogues
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It was christmas eve babe
in the drunk tank
an old man said to me, won't see another one
and he a song
the old mountain dew
I turned my face away
and dreamed you
Got on a lucky one
in eighteen to one
I've got a feeling
year's for me and you
so happy christmas
I you baby
I can see a better time
all our dreams come true
They've got cars big as bars
they've got rivers of gold
but the wind goes right through you
it's no place for the old
when you first took my hand
on a cold christmas eve
you promised me
was for me
You were handsome
you pretty
queen of new york city
when the band finished playing
they howled out for more
sinatra was swinging,
all the were singing
we kissed on a corner
then danced through the night
The boys of the nypd choir
were singing "galway bay"
and the bells were out
for christmas day
You're a bum
you're a punk
you're an old slut on junk
almost dead on a drip in that bed
you scumbag, you maggot
you cheap lousy faggot
happy christmas your arse
I pray god it's our last
the of the nypd choir
singing "galway bay"
and the ringing out
for christmas day
I have been someone
well so could anyone
you my dreams from me
when I first found you
I kept them with me babe
I put my own
can't it all alone
I've my dreams around you
The boys of the nypd choir
still "galway bay"
and the bells are ringing out
for day
in the drunk tank
an old man said to me, won't see another one
and he a song
the old mountain dew
I turned my face away
and dreamed you
Got on a lucky one
in eighteen to one
I've got a feeling
year's for me and you
so happy christmas
I you baby
I can see a better time
all our dreams come true
They've got cars big as bars
they've got rivers of gold
but the wind goes right through you
it's no place for the old
when you first took my hand
on a cold christmas eve
you promised me
was for me
You were handsome
you pretty
queen of new york city
when the band finished playing
they howled out for more
sinatra was swinging,
all the were singing
we kissed on a corner
then danced through the night
The boys of the nypd choir
were singing "galway bay"
and the bells were out
for christmas day
You're a bum
you're a punk
you're an old slut on junk
almost dead on a drip in that bed
you scumbag, you maggot
you cheap lousy faggot
happy christmas your arse
I pray god it's our last
the of the nypd choir
singing "galway bay"
and the ringing out
for christmas day
I have been someone
well so could anyone
you my dreams from me
when I first found you
I kept them with me babe
I put my own
can't it all alone
I've my dreams around you
The boys of the nypd choir
still "galway bay"
and the bells are ringing out
for day
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